FAREWELL _Bismillah Al-la-hu Akbar!_ These queer-looking, queer-sounding words, which in Arabic mean "thanks be to God," were shrilled out at the very top of Head-nurse's voice.

Had she been in a room they would have filled it and echoed back from the walls; for she was a big, deep-chested woman.

But she was only in a tent; a small tent, which had been pitched in a hurry in an out-of-the-way valley among the low hills that lead from the wide plains of India to Afghanistan.

For Head-nurse's master and mistress, King Humayon and Queen Humeeda, with their thirteen months' old little son, Prince Akbar, were flying for their lives before their enemies.

And these enemies were led by Humayon's own brothers, Prince Kumran, Askurry and Hindal.